“ They were what we volunteerd, incidents the mind barely recalls. Let me then recite the seasons as I would recite the passing of anarchists and great kings.” - Robert Duncan, Ground WorkWell, it's simply a great piece of writing. What more can be added? Our lives are seasons, are filled with anarchists and kings, and those with memory, or bemoaning the loss of memory, recite them.

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I have been writing for a long time...but recently became serious about it due to Scribd, where I have over 1,200 followers and over 170,000 readings of over 100 pieces. Links to some of those on the relevant pages on this site.